Sometimes the only time I feel really at ease is when I'm going the speed limit. I used to be all about lead foot. Go, go, go, get here, get there,
get, get, get. Well, gas is damned expensive. So when I absolutely must drive, I drive slow, homie. (Unless I'm really late, ha ha)
Slow down, go around.
Honk. Flash your highs. Call me names. I'll smile
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